You have lost count of just how long you’ve been trapped like this. So many things to cover, you wouldn’t know where to begin to explain your predicament to anyone. First off, and probably most importantly, you were small now. Like really really small. By your rough estimate, you couldn’t be any more than 3 inches tall. If that even. Second off, you were not in a familiar place. Well that’s not entirely true. You were familiar with your new surroundings, but not as a real place that you could navigate. Everything, the colors, the technology. This was Titans Tower. You spent your first few days after this incident simply trying to take everything in. Any one aspect of this was definitely a lot for a person to take in. Despite the status of the towers inhabitants as superheroes, you still did your best to avoid contact. Maybe out of some unreasonable fear that they would harm you, or possibly because everyone was so huge that simply standing near them made you fear for your life. You managed to find enough to survive up until this point. But now things were getting harder. You felt weaker, and tired. As much as it scarred you, there was no question about it. You needed help from one of these literal Titans.
You snuck around the halls carefully, making sure your discovery would not be on the underside of someone’s boot. You heard two male voices shouting in one of the rooms. Judging by the noises they were playing a video game or something of the sort. Probably not the best time to try to get help from them, you figured. And so you kept on moving down the hall, hoping to find someone else who could help you. Of course while your size makes it easy to avoid being spotted by people you don’t want seeing you, it also makes something as simple as walking down a hallway a monumental task. After the half hour or so it took you to sneak down the length of the hallway, you heard a feminine voice comming from the room to your left. You didn’t know what the speaker was doing but she seemed like your best choice for now. As luck would have it, her door was open a crack allowing you access to the room. After squeezing your way inside the well lit room, you found yourself staring directly at the toe of a massive purple boot connected to a long slender orang-ish colored leg, a somewhat revealing purple costume. You couldn’t really see too well past her chest area, but you knew what was above. The bright red hair and green eyed face of the alien superheroine, Starfire. You stood there, staring up at the immense and, well let’s face it, gorgeous figure towering over you unaware of her guest. You thought deeply trying to remember if she had enhanced vision or hearing or any super sense that could help you get her attention. But at the same time another set of thoughts clouded your mind; that same fear that kept you from seeking out help before. Despite your current needs, just looking at the giantess so close to you was enough to make you second guess yourself. The towering titan hadn’t moved since you got in, but who knows how long that would last. You had to get over this internal struggle and do it fast before fate decides to choose it for you.
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